I always feel a bit eggistential this time of year.
To find your Easter baskets follow the rabbit droppings.
How does the Easter Bunny get into the house? Well, let's just say he's well versed in the fine arts of lock picking and tip-toeing.
Those are chocolate coins. They're good for one visit to the dentist.
What does the Easter Bunny have to do with God? Good question. Let's write to Santa and ask him.
Now kids, always remember to hide your lucky rabbit's foot on Easter eve.
These large chocolate Easter carrots look particularly phallic, which is probably the result of some marketeer's subliminal Spring fertility brainstorm campaign.
OK, which sadist decided it would be fun to hide camouflaged-colored eggs on a green lawn that's heavily peppered with brown leaves?
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These all came from my mouth on Easter Sunday, 2009, primarily to entertain my wife, though the rest of the family seemed to enjoy them, too.
A little levity on an otherwise deeply reflective spiritual day.
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